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Chapter 587 The course progress is a bit too fast

"Self-preservation?"

Andrew was still a little dazed. He looked at Mr. Flamel and suddenly an idea popped into his mind.

"Is it about the manufacture of gold?"

"Yes," Mr. Flamel nodded, "that's right. Made of gold, a big problem - I've been talking about this, you should have thought of it."

"The oath is to limit the amount of gold that can be made from the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Well, yes, it's probably like this - either there are restrictions, or the entire wizarding world goes to war," Mr. Flamel shook his head, "Let the entire wizarding society's financial system be in chaos. It's meaningless to replace piles of steel with piles of gold. After careful consideration, I agreed with this matter."

"In short, this is the situation. Either I don't abuse gold, or the entire wizarding world changes to a different currency. Or, the entire wizarding world comes to hunt me down - the temptation of the Philosopher's Stone is there, and they won't show mercy."

"I can understand that," Andrew nodded. Aluminum was once considered a precious metal. It was said that Napoleon thought it was better than gold. Later, due to its high production, it became incredibly cheap - the commonly used tinfoil is thin aluminum, and there is no need to say much about its price.

The Philosopher's Stone turns steel into gold, and steel... well, let alone gold.

"Very good, that's it. You have to swear that you can use the Philosopher's Stone to produce and export a maximum of ten pounds of gold (about 4540g) every year."

Mr. Flamel smiled and nodded, "Moreover, the knowledge about the Philosopher's Stone can only be passed on to a maximum of two alchemy masters every hundred years."

'It's a bit of a harsh restriction, but this thing is indeed a bit too disruptive to the order of the entire magical world. It's understandable that the goblins and the Ministry of Magic joined forces to suppress it.'

"No, it can even be said that Mr. Flamel cooperated with him. This thing is actually to protect him. After all, the temptation is too great."

Because he was too anxious to analyze, Andrew didn't realize a problem until the end.

"Wait, Monsieur Flamel, are you saying that I am to take such an oath?"

Andrew was a little uncertain.

"Yes, of course it's you. Prepare yourself mentally, and then we'll start the lesson."

Mr. Flamel spoke with a relaxed look, as if they were not discussing the Philosopher's Stone, but something as trivial as what to eat for lunch today.

"But isn't the Philosopher's Stone unique?"

Andrew exclaimed.

"Who told you that?"

Mr. Flamel was stunned for a moment, "What strange speculation are you looking at again?"

"But, you are the only known maker and owner of the Philosopher's Stone."

"That's right," Mr. Flamel nodded. "It's almost like that. After all, it's the Philosopher's Stone, so it's still difficult. And not everyone is as lucky as me to find a partner who is willing to accompany them all the way."

He smiled at Andrew and said, "That's why I keep pushing you. To be honest, you're growing up too fast. If you were just an ordinary student, it would be great if you could meet a partner you recognize and spend time with him."

"I was wondering why the people in front were urging us to do this so quickly... but isn't this too fast?"

"However, there is no rush now. You may not be able to master it in the short term. Moreover, even if you really create your own magic stone, it will need to be cared for and maintained, which will cost a lot."

Mr. Flamel shook his head, obviously having made arrangements.

"But I only know some simple experiments." "The Philosopher's Stone cannot be upgraded by simple experiments," Mr. Flamel waved his hand, "How can that be possible? It is an irrational existence."

Mr. Flamel showed his Philosopher's Stone as he spoke, "Think about it, is there any king who became king because his officials worked hard during his term of office and received support from all levels?"

"There are many, Mr. Flamel, the most famous one is Zhao Kuangyin..."

"As for politicians like Fudge now, it's even simpler..."

But now was obviously not the time to be witty, so Andrew could only wait for Mr. Lemay to continue.

"Okay, okay, that's not what I meant. I'm always lost in my memories. The current Minister of Magic did rise step by step, but the Philosopher's Stone is completely different from other alchemical experiments. It's different."

"To be exact, it is the destination that all alchemists dream of, but it is also a new starting point - it's just that I have not been able to find a way to go further for so many years."

In other words, Mr. Flamel stands at the end point of all alchemists.

This is not false at all.

Andrew just listened at ease - he hadn't even decided how to swear, so what could he say.

However, this passage was indeed a bit long-winded, probably because Mr. Flamel was thinking about the past years. He kept on talking for a long time before he took out a piece of old parchment.

"Double check, Taylor."

Mr. Flamel said seriously, not in a hurry at all, "Contracts are something that cannot be sloppy, not even by me or Albus."

“The signature, content, stripes, interlayers, ink used, everything must be taken into consideration! And don’t just look at it once, but read it multiple times, and bring someone you trust with you to check it together. Finally, when it falls into your hands, check it thoroughly and patiently and carefully, and then you can sign it under the witness of the witness!”

He never tired of popularizing the importance of contracts to Andrew. "There are too many wizards who have been cheated by this thing. There are also quills. They are the key points! I have seen too many wizards who have been cheated by these things. The past hundred years have been better. Before that, there were many well-known scammers in the magic world of various countries. They relied on contracts to make a living!"

...

For no apparent reason, Andrew began to perform Occlumency.

It’s a bit embarrassing to say this, and I might even be scolded by the dean.

But the more he thought about it, the weirder it seemed.

'No, no, I can't think about that.'

Andrew shook his head and was noticed by Mr. Flamel.

"Pay attention, even Albus and I can't do it. God knows if someone will use Polyjuice Potion or Transfiguration to disguise themselves as someone else!"

"When signing a contract, you need to concentrate, not be distracted!"

Mr. Lemay shouted at Andrew in an unprecedented serious tone, and kept reminding him as Andrew watched patiently, obviously trying to tie the two words "contract" and "prudence" together.

"I'm ashamed to say that... I think I did read some records... No, I can't be distracted. Although there are only a few lines, I must see something. If there is another week of contract processing courses, it will be a lot of fun."

And he was sure of one thing, that this course would not be rejected even by Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore.

'Go on, go on...'

(End of this chapter)